More Malfoy

CHAPTER 7

After standing in the hallway for several silent moments, Hermione led Harry and Ron back to the the Gryffindor common room. Ron made sure to shoot Harry dirty looks whenever he got the chance. Once in the common room, Harry exploded with anger.

"What were all the nasty looks for, Ron?" he shouted.

Hermione put her finger to her lips, signaling to Harry to be a little more quiet.

"You´re fraternizing with the enemy, that´s what they were for!" Ron said as he stepped closer to Harry.

"How so?" Harry said, stepped yet closer to Ron.

"I saw the way you were looking at Denna! That was a look of pure infatuation!" Ron growled.

"I think you are reading into things a bit far, Ron. I barely know her, so how could I be infatuated with her?" Harry said smugly.

"I am not reading into things! And-and-I could just tell that you liked her! May I remind you that she´s a MALFOY!" Ron shouted.

"Shut up, Ron! You´ve only told me a thousand times that she´s a Malfoy! All you have done is talk about her! Denna Malfoy this, Denna Malfoy that! Just leave it alone! If she gives us any trouble, we´ll deal with it then! Now, I´m going to bed, is there anything else you want to add in before I leave?" Harry said, his chest heaving.

"Yeah, Harry, there is," Ron said. He then punched Harry across the left cheek bone. "Maybe that will knock some sense into you!"

Harry grimaced at the pain. He looked over to Hermione, only to see that she had left sometime during the argument. He then ignored Ron and walked quietly up the stairs.

Harry slept fitfully that night. All he could think about was what Ron had said to him. I don´t like her! I won´t like her!

Every time that Harry rolled over to find a comfortable position to sleep in, the large bruise on his left cheekbone reminded him again of his fight with Ron. Harry couldn´t stand it anymore. He had to talk to Ron.

Harry quietly got out of bed and tiptoed over to Ron´s bed. Ron was clearly having problems sleeping as well, because when Harry stepped up to Ron´s bed, Ron rolled over and looked right at Harry.

"What do you want now?" Ron said grumpily.

"To talk. About what happened earlier," Harry whispered.

Ron sat up sharply. "Harry, you are my best friend. I´m just trying to look out for you! Every year you have had this brush with death and I don´t want it to happen this year!"

Harry stared blankly into the darkness. "Sorry, Ron," he muttered.

Ron chuckled. "I should be the one who is sorry, I punched you!"

"It´s not that bad," Harry lied as he touched his cheek.

"Okay. Now leave me alone so I can sleep!" Ron said as he flipped himself over.

Harry shook his head and walked back over to his bed. I still hope that Denna isn´t like her brother or her father. Harry thought as he drifted off to sleep.